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Page 56 of 1541903 · PDF PAGE 32
…-game—the kiss ! Her moving body sobs above, And calls its lechery true love. Out from the flame of heart she plucks One flower of fiery light, and sucks Its essence up within her lips, And flings it into mine, and dips And bends her body, writhes and swims To link the velvet of our limbs, My drouthy passion worn and keen, And lusty life of Messaline. The heart’s blood in her boiling over She sucked from many a dying lover : The purple of her racing veins Leapt from some soul’s despairing pains ; She drinks up life as from a cup ; 10
1903 · PDF PAGE 34
Some blood-stain filtered from the soul ; The light and shadow shed between My soul and God from Messaline. And even as a dark and hidden Furnace roars out in woods forbidden, A sullen tide of molten steel Runs from deep furrows in the wheel ; So from afar one central heat Sends the loud pulse to fever beat ; So from one crown and heart of fire Spring the vast phantoms of desire, Impossible and epicene, Familiar souls of Messaline. And as, when thunder broods afar Imperial destinies of war, Men see the haze and heat, and feel The sun’s rays lik…
1903 · PDF PAGE 9
…rue lover ? Ardently I dare not look: I never looked So: that you know. But insight keen We (laugh and) call not “love.” Now crooked The light swerves somehow. Do you mean— What? There is coldness and regret Set like the stinging winter spray 7
1904 · PDF PAGE 75
…y lady Marchioness ! You are a great lady. Spare me this shame, your lord’s shame, your own shame... LADY GLENSTRAE. Take her away. Less light ! GLENSTRAE. Ha ! Ha ! SIR PERCY. I cannot see your humour, Glenstrae — forgive me so far ! And to tell the truth of it, I can do nothing and care to do less. GLENSTRAE. Come, Molly ! MOLLY. Must I, must I ? Oh, sir, have pity ! GLENSTRAE. A bargain’s a bargain — but there ! there ! — what are you growling at ? A thousand a year and a flat in Mayfair is better than farmer Tyson’s butter and eggs.
1905 · PDF PAGE 133
…y, Rises a halo sunrise-kissed And kissed at close of day From ruby unto amethyst, Within the veil of grey. And there within the circled light I saw a dancing thing, Most like the tender-leavéd night Of moonrise seen in spring, A shadow luminous and white Like a ghost beckoning. And then dim visions came to me, Faint memories of fear: As when the Argo put on sea Such stories we did hear, 134
1912 · PDF PAGE 88
82 Of light! How lucent is the fog! How noble is my cabbage-head ! How sweetly fragrant is the bog!” “God’s wounds!” (Sir Palamedes said), “What have I done to earn this portion? Must I, the clean knight born and bred, Sup with this filthy toad-abortion ?” Nathless he stayed with him awhile, Lest by disdain his mental torsion Slip back, or miss the serene smile Should crown his quest ; for (as one saith) The unknown may lurk within the vile. So he who sought the Beauteous Breath, Desired the Goodly Gift of Grace, Went equal into life and death,…
1938 · PDF PAGE 18
…e is no more writing on the Heavens, for that which was written was graven upon mine Heart. The Four Virtues of the Heart of the Master. LIGHT is throned in the Heart of the Master, so that he thinks no evil. For in that Light all is Truth. Falsehood is but a function of the conditions of Time and Space, and the idea of evil comes only from perceiving the oppositions which are transcended by Truth. So each thing that is hath its root in Necessity; were the least of these lost, the whole Work should be marred. LIFE wells in the Heart of the Mast…
1899 · PDF PAGE 111
…palace of the waves, the house of rain, Deeper than ocean, dark As dawn before the lark Flings his sharp song to skyward, and is fain To light his lampless.eyes At the flower-folded skies Where stars are hidden in the blue, £0 fill His beak with star-dropt dew, His little heart anew With love and song to swell it to his will ; Holy as heaven, the place Before the golden face Of God is very silent at the dawn. The even keel is keen To flash the waves between, But no soft moving current is withdrawn : We float upon the blue Like sunlight specks i…
1902 · PDF PAGE 69
…orm's asleep. And yet— I cannot follow him. Not even Into the dreamland that these mortals use. There, I am barred. The flaming sword of Light Is set against me, and new pangs consume This nest of scorpions where my heart once was. Yet to my fearful task of hate I set No faltering bosom. I will have this man, His life, his strength ; and live a little more. Life—shall I ever reach the splendid sword Of womanhood, and gird it, gain my will, A human soul, and from that altitude Renew the terrible war against the Gods ? I have called Chronos the d…
1996 · PDF PAGE 131
…Law is for All It would be easy to elaborate this theme at great length, but I prefer to leave it to be worked out by each reader in the light of his own intelligence. But I wish to call the very particular atten tion of capitalists and labour leaders to the principles here set forth. I conclude by quoting a chapter from Liber Aleph which bears on the subject. Ag—DE FUNDAMENTIS CIVITATIS [39—On the Foundations of the State] Say not, o my Son, that in this Argument I have set Limits to individual Freedom. For each Man in this State which I pur…
1929 · PDF PAGE 116
…should never be omitted unless there be some spécial reason against it. A particular tread seems appropriate to it. This tread should be light and stealthy, almost furtive, and yet very purposeful. It is the pace of the tiger who stalks the deer. The number of circumambulations should of course correspond to the nature of the ceremony. Another important movement is the spiral, of which there are two principal forms, one inward, one outward. They can be performed in either direction ; and, like the circumambulation, if performed deosil2 they inv…
1898 · PDF PAGE 74
68 AD LUCIUM AD LUCIUM The Lampsacene is girt with golden dress ; His courts gleam ever with forbidden light ; I only bring no gift to him to-night, Being the mockery of his rod’s distress. While satyrs woo, and fauns, and nymphs give ear, I burn unslaked, my Lucius is unkind, He dare not guess, I dare not speak my mind, Nor feed upon his lips, nor call him dear, Nor may I clasp him, lissome and divine, Nor suck our passion from his eager verge, Nor pleasure in his quick embraces prove ; I faint for love, come aid me sparkling wine, That my unq…
1899 · PDF PAGE 97
THE FIVE KISSES. I. _ AFTER CONFESSION. AY startles the fawn from the avenues deep that look to the east in the heart of the wood : Light touches the trees of the hill with its lips, and _ God is above them and sees they are good : Night flings from her forehead the purple-black hood. The thicket is sweet with the breath of the breeze made soft by the kisses of slumbering maids ; The nymph and the satyr, the fair and the faulty alike are the guests of these amorous shades ; ‘The hour of Love flickers and falters and fades. Oh, listen, my love, …
1906 · PDF PAGE 34
…l. See yonder gleams the starry shoal Of orbs incalculably vast. They are not present: they are past, Since the long march of shuddering light Made years the servants of its might. There is no soul. A. These stars thou seest Are but the figuring of thy brain. NV. Then of all things the soul were freest 4. Move then the centre of thy pain! XN. *Tis done. A. A trick to cheat a child. NV. It is the truth that I am naught. Hear what I have gathered in the wild, Flowers of imperishable thought With glory and with rapture clothed. This being, thinkin…
1913 · PDF PAGE 81
… footsteps as a fawn , Into her rosy bowers. The pale and holy maiden horn In highest heaven is set. My forehead , bathed in her forlorn Light, with her lips is met : My lips, that murmur in the morn , With lustrous dew are wet . My prayer is mighty with my will ; My purpose as a sword Flames through the adamant, to fill The gardens of the Lord With music , that the air be still , Dumb to its mighty chord . I stand above the tides of time And elemental strife : My figure stands above , sublime , Shadowing the Key of Life ; And the passion of my…
1917 · PDF PAGE 2
…ed, see the thin web binding me With thirteen cords of nity * Toward the calm centre of the sea, (O thou supernal mother !*) ‘The triple light my path divides ‘To twain and fifty sudden sides* Each perfect as each other. Now backwards, inwards still my mind Mast track the intangible and blind, ‘And seeking, shall securely find Hidden in secret places Fresh feasts for every soul that strives, New life for many mystic lives, ‘And strange new forms and faces. ‘My mind still searches, and attains By many days and many pains To That which Is and Was…
1919 · PDF PAGE 199
…ne ear, The drone and rustle of the weir Told in bass the treble tale Of the embowered nightingale. Higher, on the patient river, Velvet lights without a quiver Echoed through their hushéd rimes The garden’s glow beneath the limes. Then the sombre village, crowned By the castellated ground Where, in cerements of sable, One square tower and one great gable Stood, the melancholy wraith Of a false and fallen faith. Over all, supine, enthralling, The young moon, her faint edge falling To the dead verge of her setting, Saintly swam, her silver frett…
1996 · PDF PAGE 112
…ned diversely by its relations with various positive complementary electrons. The verse is introduced at this juncture in order to throw light on the passage which follows. It is important to understand Hadit as the “core of every star” when we come to consider the charac ter of those stars, his “friends” or sympathetic ideas grouped about him, who are “hermits”, individualities eternally isolated in reality though they may appear to be lost in their relations with external things. 24. Behold! these be grave mysteries; for there are also of my…
1899 · PDF PAGE 176
…Gold hairs and gray, Red lips and white, Warm hearts, cold clay, Bright day, dim night, Our spirits pass Like the hours away. We have no light, Alas! alas! We have no more day, we are fain to say Alas!
1901 · PDF PAGE 115
… madly Into the morning strong and keen as wine. The gold air whistles and the glad horse thunders, Spurning the quiet woodland: now the light Stirs bird and beast—a thousand glowing wonders Flash into glory, lambent to the sight. I know, I feel the Godhead set above me, My own high part in His celestial sphere; In life, in death, the universe cries—love me !— God in my heart, and all the world is dear!